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 | Hello, Ms. SmalI. I heard you weren't feeling so well. | |
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| I'm sick as a dog. I've been vomiting and and off since the middle of the night and i'm trying to keep Saltine's down as we speak. I've been drinking Ginger Ale. While i've managed to avoid vomiting for a few hours, i still feel nauseous as hell, particularly whenever i move. When i sleep, i get hot flashes and can't really sleep comfortably. When i'm awake, it's just perpetual dreadfulness. | |
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| I think you may have a case of claustrophobia. I'm prescribing you plaeabos, and if that doesn't work then I will pretend to operate on you. | |
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| You're quackers! | |
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| I want a second opinion | |
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| I think you're beautiful | |
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